scarce

whining
groaning
caged/bemoaning
I want to feel something else
I wish I knew for myself
                   [What the fix was]
but because
I’m lost
I need your hand
In the dark
I need a hand
I need you|r| hand
I need a hand

–LM

quicksilver

I want you to find me
              after the clock strikes
                                

I want you to find me
              after the clock strikes
                                 twelve
       & I’m ignited
            poor

I want you to find me
              after the clock strikes
                                 twelve
       & I’m ignited
            poor you poor me poor everybody
            Hollow me out

            & realign me
               I’m your tealight
                  my name is thigh highs
               and Halloween
                     I want you to trick or treat

–LM